Modest, serious men having genius, talent, and worth, have never been scarce in England. One of this most excellent type, whom I bring into the room to meet others who are in it already, was Thomas Mace, the Music Master of the University of Cambridge. Thomas Mace, as all the world knows, wrote and published a book on music—here is a copy of the original edition—indeed, I think that, like so much that ardent musicians compose and publish, there never was any but the original edition. That book, under the title of “Musick's Monument,” proclaims in lengthened tones its writer's private worth, declares his talent, and, above all things else, proclaims his overmastering modesty. That modesty the guileless genius betrays with the first drop of ink that fell from his voluble pen; for he thus declares the title, character, and purpose of his work : “Musick's Monument, or a Remembrancer of the best practical Musick, both divine and civil, that has ever been known to have been in the world.”